"Old thing, I don't seem to have any grievances, right?"

Chu Mo retreated, but at the same time, the aura was frantically repairing all the bloodlines.

"What a man without grievances, Chu Mo, you little bastard, Wang Tao, the grandson of Wang Yan who killed me, and his parents, if you don't break your body into thousands of pieces today, it will be difficult to vent the hatred in my heart!" Wang Yan's eyes were extremely gloomy.

In the next second, Wang Yan raised his hand, and his body showed an extremely strong aura.

Suddenly, the withered, root-like palm of the hand lifted slightly, and an extremely oppressive feeling swept over the entire room, as if the air was distorted.

"Condensing Palm?"

Chu Mo's eyes moved, revealing a trace of solemnity, "It seems that you should be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and you can actually shake your palm and condense qi!"

"Little bastard, you are indeed a cultivation genius, but your mistake lies in the fact that you are too crazy!"

"You damn it, you really damn it, Wang Tao is not only my grandson, but also my future inheritor, he is very talented, but I have been in retreat and have not had time to teach him!"

"And now, you're actually... Kill him!Ahhhh

Wang Yan's tone suddenly became a little out of control, as if he was stunned, his withered eyes with endless roars.

The powerful and incomparable killing intent permeated the entire space, enveloping everything here.

Ling Yajing, who was not far away, only felt that her head was about to crack in pain.

She is just an ordinary person, and that kind of powerful oppression makes the corners of her mouth spill blood.

Chu Mo's eyes froze, and an invisible barrier instantly descended on Ling Yajing, and her face instantly looked much better.

"Chu Mo, I'm going to pump your tendons, drink your blood, and peel off your skin layer by layer!"

Wang Yan stared at Chu Mo, his eyes surging with monstrous killing intent.

His grandsons, as well as his children, all died at the hands of Chu Mo, and his hatred for Chu Mo was as endless as the sea!

"Die!"

With an angry shout, Wang Yan raised his hand violently, and the moment his palm twitched, the air trembled, and a huge palm print appeared out of thin air in the entire space.

The palm print is imposing, like a big mountain, a huge river, overwhelmingly pressing against Chu Mo.

At the same time, he could feel the qi condensed from Wang Yan's palm, like a tornado, which was impossible to resist at all.

If you look closely, you can even see that it is as if the space has been shattered, and a stream of gas directly penetrates it.

Ling Yajing's eyes widened, and her pretty eyes were full of horror.

Everything she sees today is almost completely beyond the scope of her imagination, and even beyond the scope of her conventional knowledge.

If someone had told her in the past that there were cultivators in this world, she would never have believed it.

But now... She believed!

At the same time, a strong sense of worry lingered in my heart.

This old man is too weird and too strong, will Chu Mo be this old man's opponent?

What to do?

Ling Yajing's heart was full of anxiety, but she suddenly found that she and Chu Mo seemed to be people from two worlds, and she couldn't help Chu Mo at all.

It's ridiculous!

The waste husband who she looked down on before is now incredibly powerful, and she realized that the gap between the two is like heaven and earth.

Such a peerless powerhouse, not to mention money, disdains it in his eyes, even if it is a mountain of gold in front of him, I am afraid he will not blink his eyelids.

Ling Yajing's heart was extremely nervous, a pair of small hands were dragging it, cold sweat had already broken out, and her heartbeat was even more wild.

Wang Yan's eyes were full of earth-shattering killing intent, and his momentum was as strong as the dawn of the sun.

However, when Wang Yan looked at Chu Mo, he found that his eyes were still extremely firm, standing quietly in place.

"You are indeed very sinister, if I hadn't been injured, you would definitely not have been absolutely sure to kill me, would you?" Chu Mo's faint voice rang out.

"You're right, although Zhao Dongfeng wasted a little, at least it also made you consume a lot, and it really played an indelible role in killing you for me!" Wang Yan said with a cold smile.

Rumble!

In an instant, the momentum on Chu Mo's body changed drastically in vain.

Wang Yan was stunned, staring at Chu Mo in disbelief, his pupils shrunk, "You have actually entered the foundation building period, it seems that I really miscalculated!"

"Miscalculation? hehe!" Chu Mo smiled faintly and said, "A real powerhouse, until the last moment, will he easily expose his true strength?"

"But even so, you are a little worse than me, I am still above you, it is just a little hard to kill you!" Wang Yan roared word by word.

Wang Yan's emotions were almost out of control.

What does it mean to be a foundation builder in his twenties?

He didn't know what kind of emotions he was feeling in his heart right now.

Envy, jealousy, resentment, red-eyed... The emotions under those angers were intertwined, causing Wang Yan to gather into endless killing intent.

A pair of withered palms were almost crushed, Wang Yan's eyes were a little blood-red, "Is this the gap? Why did I spend my whole life and cultivate for hundreds of years before I stepped into the foundation building, and this kid actually reached the foundation building when he was only in his twenties!"

His expression was almost distorted, it was jealousy of genius!

"I'm going to kill you, what about geniuses? No matter how strong your cultivation talent is, what if you have a strong cultivation talent? The future cultivation future is indeed full of infinite prospects, but unfortunately, you can't survive today!"

Wang Yan was a little envious, but his tone became more and more hideous, as if crazy.

Chu Mo squinted slightly, his eyes were extremely dangerous, he knew very well that what would happen next would be a battle of life and death.

His intuition told him that the first real danger was coming, the ultimate danger was coming!

Previously, a large amount of spiritual energy had been consumed, and even if Chu Mo relied on the Qi Condensing Essence Fruit, it was impossible for him to fully recover.

"Die!"

Wang Yan said coldly, and the condensing palm was completely torn apart at a speed that could be called a metamorphosis, like iron sputtered at high temperatures.

His palm, aimed at Chu Mo, appeared a palm print, like a winding giant beast, bombarded.

This power carries a very terrifying evil aura.

Chu Mo's face was solemn, and at the same time, his body suddenly turned to the side.

When the palm print was about to fall, the whole person had already disappeared in place.

That's right, Chu Mo directly operated the Divine Dragon Shadow of the Movement Technique contained in the late stage of the first layer of the Heavenly Dragon Jue.

Boom Boom!!

Wherever the palm prints went, in an instant, whether it was the ground or the wall, a huge crater was smashed out at once, and the power was like a grenade.

"Want to hide?" Wang Yan smiled disdainfully, "Do you think I don't know you're recovering frantically?"

In a corner of the room, Chu Mo's face changed wildly.

"Give me death!"

Wang Yan screamed and attacked Chu Mo frantically.

The Divine Dragon Shadow was cast in an instant, and Chu Mo's figure was as fast as lightning.

While dodging the opponent's punch, Chu Mo's fist swept towards his neck.

Bang!

Wang Yan's reaction was extremely fast, and almost instantly, he pulled back the palm print, and instantly struck with Chu Mo's fist.

Rumble!

The powerful impact force made the whole space tremble.

At this moment, even though Chu Mo used the aura as a barrier, his chest was still hit hard, and his body involuntarily flew out upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face quickly turned pale.

Wang Yan looked at Chu Mo and smiled, that smile was full of endless killing intent.

"You are indeed a genius with infinite talent, but you are too sharp and will be easy to break!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now, I'm going to kill your woman first, I'm going to kill her in front of you!"

"It must be very uncomfortable to look at your own woman, dying in front of you, right? I think you will be even worse than you are dead! I want you to experience the pain of my bereavement!"

Looking at Chu Mo's extremely angry appearance, Wang Yan was extremely cool, as if he was even more refreshed than his own realm.

He has to vent all his resentment on Chu Mo in order to make up for his bereavement!

Wang Yan showed a cruel smile, his eyes were extremely ruthless, and then, he suddenly raised his palm and struck at Ling Yajing.

Suddenly, the palm prints glowing with cold light seemed to tear the air apart, terrifying.

"Stop Lao Tzu!" Chu Mo yelled frantically, his eyes were full of blood, and at the same time, there was an extremely terrifying aura all over his body.

And that anger, like a tsunami, is growing wildly endlessly, even at a tenfold, hundredfold rate...

(End of chapter)